“If I forget to pray, I can’t get through the day without snapping at people.”

God is on my side, and that’s all I need. I get up in the morning.

Obama’s not Jesus. He can’t walk on water.

Visiting the hospital, visiting the kids with cancer, visiting the adults, and stuff like that. That’s what I do.

When I was nine years old, living on the south side of Chicago, my father was a minister and my mother used to scrub floors.

I am a tough guy.

To have a comeback, you have to have a setback.

If you look at my job, my union card, it says ‘actor.’ It don’t say nothing about celebrity, movie star, nothing like that, and that’s one thing that keeps me humble.

Gold was a gift to Jesus. If it’s good enough for Jesus, it’s good enough for me!

If people are cool, then they are not stressed. I pity the fool that don’t be cool.

I used to tell her some man gave me $10 to sweep out the yard. I was like Robin Hood. I took from the rich and gave to the poor. Me.

When I’m in the house of God, I don’t wear my jewelry, if you’re looking for my jewelry. All you see is my heart of gold.

And I say that to send a message to all the young thugs out there; that it’s nothing to be ashamed of to say you love your mother.

I hold the door for the ladies – I’m a gent.

Back in the day, I would wear up to 45 pounds of gold. It would take me four hours to get dressed!

I have the Midas touch, in the way that when I hook up with a project, I feel, not speaking cocky or conceited, but there’s a confidence I have.

If you get knocked down – setbacks in life, like applying for a job if they don’t hire you – keep trying, keep getting up, keep doing it.

Sure, I’d love to have children some day. But world domination comes first.

I might cry tomorrow, but I may be smiling the day after. That’s enough. That’s the way life is. If I don’t lose hope – tomorrow will come. Tomorrow will come if we don’t lose hope…

I want to point out, that this is not my fault that everyone’s afraid of me, because I did not kill a couple people the other day.

Harriet Tubman is the perpetuation of a “Super Soul Sunday” every day.

There will come a day when the phone doesn’t ring as much as it used to.

I learned that from Nana. But rainy days still make my cheeks wet with tears, even now. It was pouring, on that rainy day.

But the day they use hydrogen for transportation, this is the day that oil disappears.

Coming through the years, and finding that I not only have just the fans of my day, but the young ones of today – that’s what it means, it means it was worth all of it.